Even though I could burn down this city over you Even though I won't burn down that city over you God said that he'd spare a city for a heart that was true So how could I have burned down that city over you? My father was called by a flame that turned in the wind I saw a man with no skin on his hands grow back again So I know how from fire we'll burn, and from fire we'll mend Because my father was called by a flame that turned in the Wind So I just do what I'm told And I'll build on the sand Let's spend our time through the glass There in your hands May turn it all, turn it around And over again And let the minutes and hours Pour out and fill up your hands 'Cause even though I could burn down a city over you Even though I won't burn down that city over you And God said that he'd spare a city for a heart that was true So how could I have burned down that city over you? Over you Over you Tell me how I could burn down that city over you?